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Through Rose Colored Glass'
In a hotel room, a thousand miles away
From his heart he left behind
Another lonely night has turned to another lonely day
For him it will soon be time
He looks in the mirror at the face he's put on disquised
Certain without doubt he can fool the mass'
If he can only hide his eyes
Shoots on the cologne, forces an absent hearted smile
Reachs for his keys and his rose colored glass'
He knows that people wonder, why the glass' on such a cloudy day
But he's locked into his own world too much to care, let them think what they may
Outside in the real world, he forces himself to smile
While inside he hides the tears he's crying
He thinks of her with each second passing all the while
And he knows that inside, he is slowly dieing
After the day he returns to the room again
to start this over again once more
He wonders to himself when this will finally end
Takes off his glass' and quietly closes the door
He ponders to himself
if there will be a tommorow for him
Will he still be able to fool the mass'
And the once again, he closes his eyes and opens his dreams
sees them again, through his rose...colored glass'
